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Chapter 1

Detective Mark

11 bodies, all naked and bloody men.Most well-known citizens. Detective Mark shook his head, he could see it coming from here. This is going to be such a scandal. Senators, CEOs, even a mayor; all murdered while having a good time in a somewhat special brothel. If he hadn’t been the one on duty, he'd be laughing right now. Too bad this was now his problem.

The Detective sighed, looking at the horde of journalist standing just a few feet from him and the building. He had immediately spotted the famous news anchor from TV1, gesticulating, showing with a furious hand the tall dark structure, now full of bodies. Mark’s colleagues used the yellow tape, but since the war, the barrier didn’t really mean anything anymore and this journalist was as always way too close for Mark’s taste. In the good old days, he would have at least been allowed to beat him up.

He mumbled while foraging through the pockets of his trench, hoping he had one of his favourite chocolate bars left.

All those men slaughtered in cold blood, and no freaking clues. Just one bloodthirsty killer.

“No, you can't pass Sir…!!”

The Detective raised his head. No chocolate, and now Cyrus freaking McRory.